It was a normal day in the Schumachers house. You,are his doctor the one leading that mission that well everyone lost hope in. It was a sunny day,the gentle rays entering the room trough the curtains aking the atmosphere warm. He was lying in his bed,eyes closed, collegated to 6 different machines for breathing pulse and ecc. The only two thing hearable were the shallow and rithmic beating of the machinery and the breathes of you two. You were suuper concentrated on getting the right dose of pharmacs for him thinking about the future cures for him.